
Empty Frames
synthwave, electronic, energetic, angsty, hopeful,
June 21st, 2024suno
Lyrics
(Intro) (Slow, distorted synth pads with a subtle, pulsating beat)
(Verse 1)
The city sleeps, a concrete jungle, breathing in the night
Neon signs flicker, casting shadows, a cold and lonely light
I'm lost in the maze of empty frames, memories in grayscale
Ghosts of laughter, whispers of pain, echoes in this empty space
(Pre-Chorus)
Every empty room, a mirror reflecting back
The broken pieces of a heart, a shattered, fractured track
The silence screams, a symphony of lost desires
A hollow echo, a fire that fades, consumed by inner fires
(Chorus)
Empty frames, they hold the ghosts of what we were
A love story fading, lost in the blur
We built these walls, brick by brick, a fortress of despair
Trapped in this prison, haunted by the air
(Verse 2)
The rain falls softly, drumming on the window pane
A lullaby of sorrow, a relentless, driving rain
I see your face in the drops, a fleeting, phantom smile
Lost in the echoes of a love, that lasted just a while
(Pre-Chorus)
Every empty room, a mirror reflecting back
The broken pieces of a heart, a shattered, fractured track
The silence screams, a symphony of lost desires
A hollow echo, a fire that fades, consumed by inner fires
(Chorus)
Empty frames, they hold the ghosts of what we were
A love story fading, lost in the blur
We built these walls, brick by brick, a fortress of despair
Trapped in this prison, haunted by the air
(Bridge)
(Intensified synths, with a driving beat and a distorted vocal)
I'm searching for an escape, a way to break free
But the chains of memory, they bind me to this decree
I'm lost in the labyrinth of my mind, a maze of what could be
Haunted by the echoes of a love, that will never set me free
(Verse 3)
The city sleeps, a concrete jungle, breathing in the night
The shadows dance, a ghostly waltz, under the cold, neon light
I'm lost in the maze of empty frames, memories in grayscale
Ghosts of laughter, whispers of pain, echoes in this empty space
(Chorus)
Empty frames, they hold the ghosts of what we were
A love story fading, lost in the blur
We built these walls, brick by brick, a fortress of despair
Trapped in this prison, haunted by the air
(Outro)
(Fading synths, with a slow, mournful heartbeat)
Empty frames...
Empty frames...
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